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There's no place like home.
Home is where my husband and I reside; wherever that may be.

Sunday, August 4, 2013

The Simple Woman's Daybook 4 August 2013

Outside my window...it is dark and a light rain is falling.  I can hear the sound of the raindrops tapping on the window in Layn's playroom and the wind chimes on the porch swaying gently in the breeze that blows across it.

I an thinking...about sleeping.  There are nights when no matter what I do or what I desire sleep is not going to happen.

I am thankful...for the man that I consented to marry so many years ago.

From the kitchen...there is not a thing out of place.  The air feels and smells like readiness and peace.  Thanks to my daughter and daughter in law today's supper was a success and tomorrow's is all ready for us to enjoy.

I am wearing...a dark blue nightshirt and blue boxers.  Sleep may be elusive but I am sure dressed for it if it should come.

I am going...to spend Monday in a state of peace and thankfulness.  

I am going...to thoroughly clean my bedroom since it is much cooler out now and the job calls out to me.

I am reading...a mystery novel just for a break from more serious reading.

I am hoping...that the pain I experienced today will add to my salvation and not to take away from it.

I am hearing...the clock on the wall ticking in time with the rain on the windows.

Around the house...the peace and silence of night has wrapped its arms around my family.  The sounds that the house makes in its sleep are a lullaby that soothes all of us into dreamland.

One of my favorite things...watching Layn and his little friend playing together and learning how to be friends.

A few plans for the rest of the week...God, family, and giving love to all that need it from me.

Here is a picture thought that I am sharing with you...
Mary-Kate on the trampoline with our neighbor's grandson.

1 comment:

Amelia said...

Very peaceful.

I hope you're doing well, a kitchen without one thing out of place. Oh my. There is never a rest for my poor kitchen with everyone doing something, making something... using some mechanism! : )

Come on over to My Forest Cathedral blog when you get a chance if you get time. Consider this an offical invite although you don't need one. (You know that).

I miss you, glad to see you're doing well beside a lack of sleep. It sounds like you are taking it in stride.

A hug to you. ~amelia